Gardens in the desert

Yesterday, we went on the Master Gardeners tour.  You spend a day visiting about 6 0r 7 seven gardens in the Phoenix area.  While the tour last year was more spectacular as far as flowers were concerned, this year's was full of ideas on how to conserve water and grow vegetables.  Very interesting.  However I wonder how effective the rain collecting devices are over the course of a year.  While this year has been wetter than most, this is the desert.
But, I think I am going to plant an artichoke plant.  I wonder if my grandmother ever planted an artichoke plant.  All I really remember from her garden were the beautiful hydrangea plants.

This is a Flowbie moment

Speaking of Flowbie moments:  this is one.

My granddaughter, Isabella, had an altercation 

mishap with her sister's leg and got a fat lip.  So I, being the absolutely wonderful grandmother that I am, decided to send her a get well post card to make her feel better.

Well, duh, it helps to put a stamp on it!
Remembered that I forgot the stamp as I pulled away from the mailbox. Wonder which dead letter file it will end up in?

Anyway, feel better Isabella.  Can't wait to see you next week.

No flowbie this time

Flowbie is an expression in my family that means you have done something crazy or silly or stupid, as in: locking oneself out of the house. It started somehow when the children were little. 
Here is a link to my wonderful DIL's take on it.  Read it - she is a much better writer than I am.
Flowbie origins

Well, after years of many flowbie moments, I finally had a NON Flowbie moment.

Yesterday, a friend called. She had somehow lost all the pictures on her camera when transferring them to her computer.

Somehow, the computer didn't save them and she was distraught.

Well, her daughter via phone and daughter-in-law were unable to find them anywhere on the hard drive. Nor was I, even using my son's favorite: restore to previous time.

AND then I had a positively brilliant idea!

Lets see if we can recover them from the memory card on the camera. After finding a program on the Internet that recovers lost files, we downloaded a trial version. AND Voila, we found the pictures. So my friend has her pictures. Now I am hoping that the trial version doesn't have a built in "blow up your computer if you don't buy this program file". 

Now that would be a F L O W B I E moment.

Who moved my cheese?

About a month ago, our pastor and the church leaders added a third service to Sunday morning. In the course of this, they re-arranged the chairs in the auditorium. What a toss-up. Suddenly, no one knew where to sit.
No one could find their friends.
I never realized how comfortable you get sitting in the same area every week. I recognized the people around me, talked to them and was aware when they were absent.
I still haven't found a place to sit.

Emmalena's big day

Happy Birthday Emmalena.

I can't believe you are eleven today. Double hockey sticks. Wow. I hope your party was a blast.

You are a very special person and I love you.

I will see you in a few weeks.